Spencer
The amygdala is the part of the brain that's responsible for processing fear. I think I've done a good job ignoring that part of my brain. My whole life has been tragedy after tragedy and I've held off my emotions like I've barely been bothered.

Right now, I am scared. I am so scared. I've been a hostage. Hell, I've been kidnapped. I've been tortured. But being taken by a mentally ill individual who has multiple personalities is so much different than this. Jason Turner doesn't feel empathy. He doesn't feel emotion at all, unless he's hurting someone else.

I don't know much about what his victims went through before they died, but I know they had dozens of broken bones when they were found by the river. The cause of death was mostly starvation.

I didn't want to know what they went through, but now I may find out. I'm in a small room in a house miles from where the team will be looking for me. At least I hope they're looking for me...

The room I'm in is dark. I can't see my hand in front of my face, that's how dark it is. The ground I'm sitting on is cold cement, and if there are any windows they must be painted over.

I don't know how long I've been in here. I don't have my phone or my watch and I'm really bad at passing the time by. I can't stand up even though my legs are cramping because my wrist is handcuffed to something.

I thought my eyes would adjust by now, but after what feels like hours of being alone in this cold room, everything is still black. The only sound I can hear is the tapping of my foot against the ground as I wait anxiously. I'm tried, but I can't seem to sleep.

I think the worst bit of being here is that I don't know what's going to happen to me. Besides from threatening me, Turner hasn't psychically hurt me yet. Is that a good thing? Does that mean he doesn't want to hurt me?

His victims were all women. Maybe me being a man makes a difference in his sick mind?

I miss my team.

A/N: are you enjoying so far?